More struggle, struggle, strrrruuuggglllleeeeeee..., All resistance overcome, Powerless even to blink, Wide eyed, alive to every ******;
Was it what I wore? The way I rocked my hips? The contours of my chest? Did I send the wrong signals?
Could I have fought longer? Clenched my thighs tighter? Scratched a bit more? Screamed louder than before?
Many victims of forced ****** ******* blame themselves or are blamed by certain types of society. Only people that **** others can truly tell what motivated them. SAD.